Bad news with my grandfather, he’s had a major amputation. He’s old, mid 80s, so it isn’t entirely surprising but it doesn’t make it any less sad. It is mind bogglingly weird to think that when I was born this man had experienced close to three of my current lifetimes. Literally in the time it took me to become a functioning human being he’d essentially lived an entire other life in New Mexico with his wife and family.
Time is a terrifying, beautiful, wonderful and awful thing.
Less morbidity tomorrow, I promise.